By Marie Bombeck
Last Saturday was a quiet Saturday morning in my house. My husband was still asleep when I woke up. So I went downstairs, I made coffee. Then I settled into the couch with my book. Above me on the top of the couch, one cat was staring out the window. I heard a small cackle when something caught his attention outside. The other was sleeping soundly in the recliner. And at my feet, the newest addition to our family snored. Tucker, the nine-year-old cocker spaniel, has been my newest joy. The cat person in me didn’t realize how much I could love a dog. I quietly sipped my coffee. I looked down and looked at the handle of my mug. There is a big chip in the handle. Great, I thought. I mean it is not my favorite coffee mug, but it definitely the third or fourth choice if the favorite is dirty. (I know you know the one.) Then I look at my finger nails and notice of course my nails are chipped too. Huh, is that the theme of my life? Chipped? I look around my living room at all the chipped and imperfect things. The paint is chipping off the walls. The wooden arms of the couch have scratched. The throw pillows that are becoming impossibly lumpy… But then Tucker’s snore interrupted my thoughts. Gizmo meowed softly and rubbed his head against me. Dobby licked herself in her sleep and rolled back over. I heard a creak upstairs as my husband started to stir. I looked at this incredible little family I have. More animals than humans, but it’s the perfect ratio. Also it is incredible that we were all in one room. Because when Tucker came to his forever home, his kitty siblings were not enthused. They hissed. They hid. Fur flew. Backs arched. My heart chipped to see my cats so unhappy. Tucker didn’t understand why the cats didn’t like him. He tries to approach nice and slow to sniff their heads. But the cats would bat at him or run away. But here we are a week later, and we can coexist. No, it is not perfect yet. But hey, nothing is. Now, even though life can be chipped, our world can be turned upside down, we can adjust. We can adapt and make room for new people, new animals in our hearts. Our feelings can be chipped. Our hearts can get chipped, but we can move along and enjoy the moments of perfections that do come along. So don’t look for the things that are chipped in your life. Look for the things that are absolutely perfect the way they are. There may be many chips in my life, but right now my family isn’t one of them.
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